If Bai Zhanpeng didn’t know I was a member of the Holy Land then this is all justifiable…


  “Yan Yan, did I do something wrong?” Blinking his eyes, Wen Ru asks in an innocent tone.

  “It’s all right, I’m merely caught off guard that I had another invite slip. No matter though….” Showing a cold smile, Bai Yan gives it a second before continuing, “Even if they sent me more of this, I’m already past it and would rather leave.”


  As soon as her words came out, she was already walking forward again with her son. The voice faint and uninterested: “Wen Ru, let’s go.”


  Befuddled by the strangeness, the youngster hurried to catch up: “Did someone bully you and XIachen? If so then tell me, I will beat them up for you!”


  “No need, someone else will naturally come settle the bill once they learned of me being unable to attend.” Showing a grin, Bai Yan dismisses the offer and continued onward.

  “Hold it!” Just as Bai Yan was about to leave, a cold hollering voice stops her from behind, “Miss, you can’t go!”


  “Is there something?”


  “You coming without an invitation is our Medicine Sect’s fault, but you must stay behind to help with our investigation regardless!” Elder Ceo Wang’s attitude was stern and unyielding, evident of how serious he was about all this.

  “Did you not hear? I have two invitations.”


  “Hoho,” the senior dismisses the idea with a laugh, “How could that be. There’s no way we would make such a mistake. Miss, I hope you….”


  Before his last words could even finish, the target of his restriction has already pulled out an invitation from her pocket as well as the one from Wen Ru.

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  “I’m returning your invite slips. Son, let’s go home before these people get annoying.”


  At the same time, two perfectly fine flat objects were thrown in front of his face, the golden glinted words burning the elder’s eye in doing so. For that split second, his breathing literally stopped as his heart pounded away.

  Ceo Wang could see it clearly, there’s no illusion. One was just an ordinary invite slip they sent to the regular powers, but the second one that was pulled out of the woman’s pocket had the words of “Holy” directly imprinted on the surface!

  “Holy Land…”


  Why the sudden change and why a young disciple at that?

  “Elder Ceo Wang?” Noticing the panic in the senior’s eye, Ye Ying bites down on her own lips and asked, “What happened?”


  “Oh crap!” At this time the senior could care less what Ye Ying wanted. Seeing how Bai Yan and her son’s about to leave, he promptly picked up the invite slips and made a hard dash at the two.

  “Miss, please wait!”


  Stopping for a second time, Bai Yan’s tone grew impatient and irritated: “I’ve already returned the invite slips, what else do you want?”


  “You… can stay!” Flushing in embarrassment, Ceo Wang blurts this out. This girl’s the disciple of the Holy Land. Even if she’s the most insignificant of the kind, she’s still the representative for that power.

  How ironic, I nearly expelled the disciple from the Holy Land when I should be catering to her every need….

  Making a sneer after seeing the slips in the elder’s hand, Bai Yan’s voice remains cold and indifferent: “Apologies but I’ve lost interest in this alchemy convention.”


  “You…” Turning slightly white in his face, Ceo Wang wanted to slap the girl at the rude answer. Don’t this girl know when to stop? I’ve already lowered myself to such a degree!